Head Turning

In the yard next door
a bucket of frogs croak
unable to bump
the blue plate set atop it
as a lid.

My neighbor
wishes them good and hungry
when evening arrives
with its mosquitos
that breed in the little pond
with red and gold koi.

If my stone wall
were any taller
I would know none of this
from our conversation
as I trim the lilac bush
so the sunflowers
catch the late rays.


copyright © 2020 Kenneth P. Gurney

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